Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Journey in words

MY ART

I cannot describe what I feel when hose first
washes of color and lines are placed on the paper, and the subject begins to
take form.

It becomes – it simply becomes – and I am an
intricate and vital part of that becoming. I am part of the birth of that image,
an image that will eventually be seen by another.Perhaps they will be able to share in that becoming when
some part of their life, and a memory, or feeling, tucked quietly away
somewhere will be awakened.